Family killer

So I kill my mother, father, wife and daughter too

I turn the gun on me, my brains I’ll blow out too

But then the gun it jammed on me the carnage I had wreaked

Then I’m left to stare at death so should I lay a wreath

My family all lie dead now dead at my feet

I am left to mourn them this carnage I have wreaked

So the guilt and shame now it starts to rise

I am left to stare at what I’ve done with surprise

The red mist had risen, their murder did ensue

All the souls that I loved I murdered through and through

Sometimes I still wonder why blood spilled

The claustrophobic hate I suppose me must have filled

After I had murdered them myself I tried to kill

Now I’m in this prison cell with despair I’m filled